This story begins one late summer night....you have come for your own reasons to this secluded spot high in the mountains..... where every year this time a great festival is held.....people of all ages and types and backgrounds meet together for the arts and crafts and good music........its only the end of the 2nd night of the festival, the su has long ago set and the last band is finishing up.....all the tables have covered up and most everyone is asleep.....but you and a few others are still standing around the main stage......when a FLASH is seen high in the stars of the night sky...... it spread from a point in the sky....across the rest of the view above you.....quickly receded back to a point and fired down FAST in a straight bright white line and Splashes! into the stage....a wash of white light spreads over the band at the center and out across the viewers, including you......a weird energy tingling burning sensation spreads through your entire body....and no quicker than its there its gone.........."how real was that?" you wonder......"what the hell they put in my bottle of water?" you think to yourself and shake it off and wander back to your tent.......the next day you wake to the usual sounds of the festival but its only an hour or so before the scene starts to change......first its men in hazmat suits then....big men with big guns and other men in nice suit with ear pieces start showing up as if out of no where......soon the helicopters and the large off road transport vehicles show up.......you see people start to run hell you could have been one of them it all happened so fast.....your scooped hooded and thrown in a truck......

now you awake to white walls and a full body jacket restricting your arms......a voice comes on over the speaker directly in the center of the ceiling......"good you have awoken." the female voice says to you.

no you are not all the same person.....yes you all had similar starts....no you can not be one of the band members......and no you cant play anyone apart of The Facility i am playing the important Facility characters as for the pions and minions...they are cannon fodder to do with as you wish through the roleplay......and as they are introduced to the roleplay a character sheet will be provided for them.....as well as any other Captured "Singularities" i feel need to be introduced......you are one of these "Singularities"

Name:Age:Physical description:Historical background:Power:(not to be filled in yet)Other useful info:

---TheDudeManJohn---Is the Female Voice in the intercom.

Name:Joe ShmoeAge:25Physical description:long curly brown hair, full beard, dark eyes, tan skin, average muscular build, 6'2", big hands.Historical background: Homeless traveler, his whole life was in a bag that he took everywhere it was covered in festival key chains, he hadn't missed this festival for the past 7 years. he made his money selling hallucinogenic drugs that his one friend made or he grew himself. he thinks of himself as a prophet(prolly due to the drugs) and lives in a nice fantasy world where his life is perfect despite how fucked he really is and how little he has to call his own.Power:He gets glimpses of the future.Other useful info: he was right beside the stage selling to the roadie....they where the closest people to the blast besides the band who where at the center.

---Batman9000---Name: Xander TurkAge:26Physical description: Shaggy, shoulder length hair. Deep brown in color. Stand at 6'1", weighing roughly 160 pounds. Lean build, not bulky but with a fit tone. Tattoos adorn back and arms (mythology based). Historical background:Graphic Novelist. Writes and draws comics for a living, famously known for his work on the supervillian "Furian". Orphaned as a teenager he grew up on the streets and turned his attention to providing for himself with his unique art talents. No family known. Few close friends that he considers family.Power: The ability to bring drawings/paintings/pictures to life. Only works on 2d objects. Life of constructs is brief in the beginning. Constructs will obey only Xanders commands.Other useful info: Fill in as needed

---SaintoftheRose65---Name: Lucine Carmen de Umbra (Most call her Luci for short)Age: 25Physical description: Waist length blue black hair, bright blue eyes, extremely pale complexion. Large bust, large hips, average waist size (very curvy figure), beauty mark just by the outer corner of her right eye. Her hair hides her left eye. She is about 5'3" She has rose tattoos covering her body and a Celtic crescent moon on her back as well as a tattoo of large angel wings on her back. At the time of the festival, she was wearing a black hat, floor length black maxi dress with longs sleeves, and a rose stainless steel ring on each of her ring fingers. With her, she had her keyboard strapped to her back as well as a guitar (very basic with a rose design on the side and on the front of it.Historical background: Her family is from Romania, Lucine took out on her own, she is a traveling performer and works day or night, but mostly comes to festivals where the money is abundant. She also writes poetry and reads them at cafes. She is always living in a different hotel every night and has no romantic interests. Basically she is living the gypsy life style. She only finds peace when relaxing under a sky full of stars with a brilliant full moon, it is where she gets most of her inspiration from.Power:shadow manipulationOther useful info: She does not stay in touch with her family because she prefers to wander. She does have a pet ferret (which is very rare and has a solid black coat) that tends to follow her everywhere (she rescued her from a hunter's trap and she has followed her ever since) she goes and will often perform with her at her shows, otherwise, she will usually hide herself in her purse or perch on her shoulder. The ferret's name is Shadow.

Joe awoke in the padded room hearing the voice. he answered, "Mother Mary?.....is that you? for the last thing i remember was the blessing of the holy God filling my body." he stood looking very sure of himself glancing around briefly, "now....how do i go about saving the world?....obviously thats my command now." a brief silence, "Where is my BAG!!!.....i can not proceed with out it...please Mother Mary return it to me so i can go about my work."

The voice was silent after that one......obviously caught by surprise....."No Joe.....i am not Mother Mary.....and i need you to recount what happened that night at the festival for me before we can continue.....and i dont believe i will be returning that bag to you....a lot of...........interesting things in there i will say.......now your explanation?"

Xander awoke with a pain most righteous in his head. Comparable only to the sensation caused by driving an ice pick into your temporal lobe. Between the lights in the small room he was in, and the restraints holding him onto the metallic table he was laying back on, this didnt seem to be looking very good for his near future. The festival... the sensation of euphoria flowing through his body... bit by bit it was coming back to him. The meaning of it all eluded him, but that was of little concern right now. What mattered was getting up, getting these shackles off, and finding out who gagged and bagged him for no reason. "HELLO!!! IS ANYONE THERE?" No response at first. "CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?!?" After another brief pause a womans voice came out over an intercom...

the voice spoke up in the intercom, "Hello Mr. Turk.....glad to see you awake.....now ill keep this simple i need you to tell me exactly what happened that last night of the festival....we picked up strange readings in the sky and have reports of a blast.....but i want to hear your recount.....and i promise we will let you go home."

Let me go home... he thinks to himself. Government facility, gotta be. And one thing you always can foretell about the government is that they lie. Period. "Not much I can remember at all. Good music, good food, better drugs. What more ya need to know? Now do I get a lawyer or a phone call or anything? Those are my right correct?" Sitting up from the table he tugs at the jacket he is in. Snug as a bug in a rug. Hopping to his feet he notices he is wearing only a pair of whitey tighties and no shoes. Talk about uncourteous. Xander walks over to the far most wall where the speaker box is located above, and drawing from his endless supply of happiness and admiration, hawks a nice large loogey right in the center of it. "How ya like them apples?"

a long silence for Mr. Turk after that, "We will see about that phone call.....until then you be careful Mr. Turk." and on that....he is left in silence.

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Joe was quick to answer, "No need to be humble Mother Mary, your secret will stay safe with me then, and yes i guess not returning my bag is Gods will.....it is a test! and i will match it with all my might! as for that night......you know exactly what happened but if you wish to hear my account i will share it.....i was busy spreading Gods word when to my great surprise and luck i became one of the chosen to be touched by the power of God himself! i felt it flow through me quite a similar feeling to that bestowed upon me by the instruments of Gods will.....that where in my bag." he smiled at that, "and no sooner than it was there it was gone......but im not naive...i know its still in here," he touched his heart, "somewhere and it is up to me to figure out how to tap back into it......i sure with i had my bag......"

The voice began to speak again, but before anything could be made out it began to garble into static, this same static was heard through all the other intercoms....a slight vibration was felt through the floor......Joe fell to his knees pressing his face to the floor.......and soon after.........a loud click was heard by all in straight jackets in the rooms.........and the once locked doors.....glowed green and unlocked.......

"Where am I?" Lucine groans, the bright lights hurting her sensitive eyes. The room was very plain, almost like a medical facility. Lucine noticed that she couldn't move, she was strapped to what looked like a gurney. Her guitar and keyboard piano were missing. She was only in long white gown, everything she had been wearing was on the very far side of the room along with her guitar and keyboard. But the most important thing to her, she couldn't seem to find, it was her ferret, Shadow. she could just be hiding in the shadows, since she is black and blends in to dark spaces, but she couldn't hear her chittering or moving around. The voice that came on the intercom frightened Lucine suddenly and she began to cry out from frustration. "Who are you?! Where have you taken me?! WHERE IS MY COMPANION?!" Lucine continued to struggle in her restraints.

"calm down miss umbra your com..............." the voice cuts out to static and the ground begins to shake.....and then the click of the door unlocking.....

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After the shaking stopped and the door unlocked Joe stood and smiled big....."See....God shall provide." he struggled at his straight jacket....unable to get free of it. "well he cant make it to easy it seems and walked up to the door and kicked it open......stepping out into a bright white hallway 4 people wide lined with doors he looked to his left and right it stretched for quite aways.....he guessed maybe 10 - 15 doors on each side with a single door at each end of the hall way...they looked big and secure....he hoped they where unlocked as well......he saw others emerging in a similar fashion......from the doors lining the hallway though not all the doors opened......and pretty quickly a loud alarm began to sound. he shouted to all those in the room......"COME BROTHERS AND SISTERS WE HAVE BEEN CHOSEN BY GOD.....I ASSUME YOU ARE TO HELP ME ON MY MISSION!!!" with that same wide wild smile turned to his right and began walking towards the end of the hallway....in nothing but his boxers and still bound in a straight jacket.

Government whack jobs and their vague threats... they can blow that jazz right out of there buttholes. Before he can come back with another smart retort, the entire room begins to quake. Bracing his shoulder against the wall, he leans into it to keep from stumbling as he hobbles over towards the door.Much to his surprise, the doors seemingly unlock themselves, a feat in itself seeing as how they apparantly run on electronic locking systems. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Xander leans his shoulder into the door, pushing slowly, allowing his head to peak out before stepping fully into the hallway outside. He wasnt the only one taking advantage of the security faults. Another prisoner was out screaming something about God, he too stripped down to his skivvies and a jacket, walking toward a bigger heavier looking door at the end of the hallway. "Hey, you... your that guy from the show... What the hells going on here man?" Before pursuing the estranged gentlemen, Xander turns around and starts vigorously rubbing the sleeve strands of this jackets against the inner seal of his now open door. Maybe if he was lucky he could escape this cloth prison and get his digits a wiggling.

Lucine continues to struggle through her constraints. "Someone...anyone...let me out of here!" She half wonders if her sweet little companion is okay and wonders about her musical instruments. "Without my keyboard and guitar...I won't be able to perform and make money..." She starts to call out to the intercom, "Why have I been brought here? Have I done something wrong to be imprisoned?"

Joe calls back at the man who had asked him what was going on, "Gods work my brother....Gods work!!....." and continues down the hall and stops at the door.....heres a woman calling from the door unopened on his left.....he fumbles to pull it open by hooking the handle with his straps....and sees a strikingly beautiful girl bound to a table.....his smile fades fast....."something tells me you where going to be the first they......experimented on....." he shudders and looks back out into the hall...."I need some help here......this chosen one is more trapped than the rest of us!" and with out any hesitation gets down on his knees beside her bed and starts nawing and pulling at her straps with his teeth.....seemingly unphased.

Lucine turns her head to the side and sees a man come into the room, she breathes a sigh of relief. "Thank you for saving me...sir...but...what do you mean by 'chosen one'? I'm just a traveling entertainer." Lucine seems to be able to wiggle a bit more, feeling that the straps are suddenly losing their tension. "Were you trapped in this place as well? What is your name? My name is Lucine...you may call me Luci if you wish. I also had a companion with me, it's my pet ferret, Shadow, have you seen her?" Lucine fears the worst, silly how she is more concerned about her pet rather than herself.

Xander manages to snag a sharp edge on the door. After a few seconds of manipulating the wrist cloth near his shoulder blade he had it severed enough for him to slip his fingers through. From there its just a simple matter of untying and slipping it over his head. "Hang on, Im coming..." Xander puffs, not realizing how oddly cold it was in the hall. Goose bumps went up his body as he cut the turn into the room his new found companions were in. The girl really was strikingly beautiful, almost out of place in comparison to the two of her rescuers. "Ease up there Fido, i can handle this." He grabs hold of her jackets restraints and releases her, unable to resist sort of checking her out as he backs up to give her her space. She seems almost too innocent to stuck in a place like this, her main concern being her pet. "I aint seen no animals around here im afraid miss Luci. Nice to meet you though. I think it best we get out of here. Not sure how long itll be before they get the security back up in this joint." Xander leans down and lets the tension off the jacket that preacher man is wearing, allowing all their freedom finally. "You checked that outside door yet? We need a way out of here."

Joe stands....stretching his jaw....."right.....thank you sir.......and your welcome ma'am......we are all trapped here.....and im thinking we are all from the same festival......and my name is Joe Shmoe..........though im sure it was something else at some point." he seems to drift off......"anyways im certain God is what we saw and God is who sent us here.....and it is God who is helping us escape....other than that its not my place to question his will......though i would love to meet Mother Mary....her voice sounded so beautiful." his wild smile back on his face....his smile so big his teeth clearly visible underneath all that beard....."anyone seen a large hiking back pack?....you remember it it was the one with me at the festival." and with out waiting for an answer he stepped back out into the hallway....only to freeze in place....his body swayed slightly.....his eyes darkened as if.....no one was home. the sound of the alarm piercing everyones ears.

Thankful for being released, Lucine hugs both of the men as thanks. "Now...to find a way out...but I can't leave without..." suddenly, a little critter crawls up to the group of 3, it was limping. "Shadow!" Lucine picked up the her little companion and noticed something shiny in her mouth. "I don't know if this will help us very much...but I think Shadow found some kind of a key? Looks more like an access card?" She hands it to Xander, and that's when she notices Joe in the hallway, eyes darkened and the sound of an alarm ringing in her ears. "What in the world?! Er...Joe...Joe? Can you hear me?" she tries to snap the preacher to his senses. She turns to Xander, "Er...what's your name...what's wrong with him?"

The limping rat seemed it was going to be more useful than Xander would have anticipated. Stepping out into the hallway, he leans into the drug slinging preacher mans face, seeing nothing in his eyes but a blackness. Never a good sign with a someone who regularly uses hallucinogens. "Not sure what the deal is. Could be a flash back from some acid. Maybe epilepsy? Either way we need to get a move on. The names Xander by the way. My friends call me Turk though." Not pausing, Xander leans down and slings the dude onto his shoulder fire man style. "Come on, we are gonna see if your magic rat is as awesome as I hope it is." Turning down the hall, Xander notices that the other doors werent opening behind them. Probably other prisoners were still in there, unable to get up or maybe just too scared to come out. Either way, not his problem right now. He had his hands full as it was. Walking over to the door, he leans the comatose dude against the wall and pops the key card into a slot along the left side of the wall. The doors slides open to reveal a security guy in a black suit on the other side. Reacting, Xander tackles the guy full force. His head smacks the ground in a good sounding splat, something along the lines of a melon slapping the counter top. The suit moans a litle but doesnt get up. Snatching the old guy back up onto his shoulders, he uses his other hand to grab Luci by the sleeve of her dress, leading her through the door and into the walkway beyond.

The other people in the rooms back in the hall way began to file out....but by then Joe and his two new companions where all ready though the big door and down the hallway a ways....it turned once and a couple hall ways broke off and soon they stood before an elevator.....the same access panel was beside it....but before the key card could be used again Joe came to with a loud gasp and flung wildly and fell from Xanders shoulders.....his eyes wide and full of fear....he looked up at them two and said, "NNOOO STOP!!!!......HIDE NOW HIDE!!!..." he doubled back a few yards and kicked a door open and rushed in....."don't open that elevator!!! don't open it now!! quick in here quick!!!" and as they filed in and closed the door the others from the rooms began to round the corner they had just come around......and at that exact moment the elevator opened up....and 10 very militarized guards filed out of the elevator....and opened fire with what could only be called laser rifles.....they began tearing into the other chosen ones as Joe had called them....literally cutting some in half.....the 10 guards pushed down the hall way...stepping over bodies and rounded the corner....screams and gurgled moaning and shouts of "one over there!....you two down that hallway!..go go go!" where all that was heard......Joe sat against the wall hugging his knees at the back of the room....some kind of lab...instruments lined the counters against the side walls....a flat table in the center.....Joe began to rock and mumble, "Why God why.....why show me that.....why am i the one to see.....why.....why" tears filled his eyes and he continued to rock back and forth.....